monday

another beautiful sunny day!

spent yesterday chasing my husband around the sea wall by bike.
i'm getting pretty strong now, i'm even surprising G., by keeping up with him, and sometimes, sometimes even passing him. but mostly, he's the lead dog, setting the standard (high!) making me follow him through trails and traffic i would normally quake at the prospect of.

G. is amazing, i love watching him, sometimes i allow myself fall behind so i can watch him do what he loves. ride. i also like to watch people watch him, mostly with admiration as he shows off his control and maneuvering abilities. he likes to use anything to get some air, a dip in the road, a set of stairs, low mounted walls. Sometimes he can scare people tho when he's got some speed up and goes wizzing past them, but he's usually pretty conscious about letting people know he's coming up behind them and alsways sez there's two of us, so walkers, bladers or other bikers don't let him pass only to immediately spread back, out knock me over!~

my husband is probably responsible for much of the "speed bumps", we find cropping up in urban common area's. you know places that draw kids on skateboards, and others like G. on bikes. some of these places have fountains and or installations of art, often landscaped and always well paved. well in the interest of safety and i suspect maitenance, every so often we'll find a spot G. would normally use to launch up and off of, now has a nice metal bump, or a new addition of mini concrete cone's along a raised track, rendering the rail unridable. all of which is fine with me, afterall that is how we think G. injured his back in the first place!

but, anyway...

My favorite route is along the sea wall to falsecreek across to granville island on through jerico and finishing off by the beach at spanish banks. oh and back of course. on the way back we sometimes continue on the sea wall and then enter stanley park where we have some favorite places. like where the horses hang out, or under this old bridge that goes into the forrest, that one is really neat. The trails in the park that I particularily like include cathedral, seven sisters andone i think its called tatlos. we will often finish off by the rose gardens where we can fill our stretched lungs with rose scent. its a very heady way to finish a ride. (way better than a smoke!)

We didn't take the full route yesterday, we stopped off at vanier park to watch this old man fly his kytes. G. sez he's been there everyday for as long as we've lived here! many times we've watched his kytes fly from our special spot on the rocks at engish bay. its really something to watch him up close. he draws crowds of admireror's and even applause.
yesterday, he had three large red blue and i think green kytes, he was masterful, making the kytes chase each other, weaving them in and out, crossing them over, "parking" one or two in the air or on the ground while he really worked a single kyte.

A few weeks ago we saw another guy flying a kyte. we had riden to spanish banks and stopped there, had a picnic lunch and watched this man wade into the ocean with a kyte. i was able to feel what i imagined he felt, that sense of standing in the ocean while looking into the sky, i thought he must feel like he was caught between heaven and earth, and that he could feel the movement of the kite as though he were a part of it. i asked G. if that's what flying a kyte felt like, he sed yeah, you could say that. i've never flown a kyte but G has.
we decided that day that by next summer, we'll have some kytes to fly.

coocoo coo choo